The first snow of winter has fallen in Skippack, Pennsylvania, taking me back to a time, not too long ago: February, 2010. Another snowstorm in Skippack. I just lost a job I had held for 10 years. A quick Google search indicates that I was one of about 8 million people in the United States who...

When it comes to gifts, we may say that it is the thought that counts, but the truth is we want the object given to be meaningful. Yesterday was the a special day for someone very special in the life of the Skippack Blogger, my Dad turned 89. Happy Birthday, Bernie Shaw. But what gift could I...

Finishing the weekend in peace so tomorrow I can begin the new work week in peace. Late Sunday afternoon, I take my beloved for a walk along a short section of the Skippack Trail. Cold winter air. The healing power of open sky and fields. The setting sun. A surprising sound: The cackle of...

Patrons, raise your glasses. Let us be honest: When we watch an entertainer in an intimate, local bar and restaurant, like the Roadhouse Grille in Skippack, the first thrill is akin to watching a boxer enter the ring. Does tonight’s entertainer have the combination of talent, guts and...

It seems odd to me that the New Year is celebrated with hundreds of thousands of people crammed into Times Square, entertained by the next generation of pop stars, in the late hours of darkness. Pick a date on the calendar and celebrate it as a new beginning, but celebrate it in the morning, when the sun is fresh in the sky, and creation is handed back to us, a gift too precious even for a king.
I welcomed the 2012 with a walk with my beloved wife through Skippack this morning. A warm winter day, the air was clear, and tree limbs bare of their leaves afforded me a wider view of my surroundings. Let us start the year from a place like here,...

I arrived at the Skippack Fire Company with a question I have wanted to ask for more than two decades. When I first moved to Montgomery County, PA, more than twenty years ago, I came close, too close...